Page 76 of The Rebel

And I did both, circling my tongue around each one, grazing my teeth over the ends.

“Cooper!” The heels of her feet dug into my back.

“You want more?”

“Yesss.”

“Beg for it, Rowan.” I flicked a nipple. “Tell me just how much more you want.”

“Please.” She gasped in some air. “Please give it to me.”

“Give you what?” I glanced up as I reached her belly button.

“Your tongue.”

A smile pulled at my mouth.

Fuck, that was one sexy request.

But since I was already headed there, it was easy to fulfill, my kisses stopping when I reached the top of her cunt.

That spot.

The one at the beginning of her pussy that was the most sensitive place on her body.

Before my mouth got near it, I pressed my nose against her clit, and I took the longest, deepest inhale.

I could smell her trademark scents down here, but those weren’t the only aromas.

There was another.

Sweetness.

And I wanted to fucking bathe myself in it. To cover my face and leave it there, so whenever I was missing this woman, I could just breathe her in.

“Is this where you want my tongue?” I gave her a quick swipe.

She was looking down her body at me, her lips parted and pouted. “Yes.”

“And you want me to lick you?”

She nodded.

“Say it, Rowan. I want to hear the words.”

Both of her hands found their way into my hair. “Lick me, Cooper. Use your tongue to make me come.”

Fuck.

I couldn’t deny that want.

Not when I needed it as badly as her.

I didn’t hesitate. I didn’t make her wait. I stuck my tongue out and glided it horizontally across her clit. And while I focused on that one spot, I dipped my finger into her pussy.

“Oh God!” she screamed.

I wasn’t going to tease her endlessly, build her up, and edge her toward an orgasm, only to let her fall.

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